Since the shrimp meat cannon was very effective against the old sly fish here, Zhang Yang's fishing strategy was naturally quite clear.

From the first cast, Zhang Yang pinched two Triangle Cannons with a double hook and bombed them into the nest in front of him.

Subsequently, for more than a dozen casts, Zhang Yang basically twitched the bobber just before it reached the bottom and pulled the rod to shake the nest, not in a hurry to catch fish in the first few minutes, but instead focusing on strengthening the nest.

In just five minutes, the shrimp meat cannon in front of Zhang Yang was more than half gone, and the fish bites at the nest became more frequent.

Seeing that bites were beginning to appear, Zhang Yang smoothly entered the next stage of catching fish, grabbing a beautiful one-dot down bite, and lifted the rod—a hit!

It's on!

Using shrimp bait, the impact on the fishing line setup was reduced significantly, so Zhang Yang used a 0.6# leader, which was strong enough for these seven or eight tael old fish.

Once the fish was hooked, a slight upward force on the forearm brought the fish out of the water, drawing a perfect arc just above the water's surface.

With a splash, the first fish landed in the net, and Zhang Yang pressed down on the handle with his left hand, easily lifting it into the fish keeper.

Checked the position of the hook in the fish's mouth, removed the hook, into the keeper, so easy!

The effect of shrimp meat as bait was outstanding, and the subsequent fishing made the old sly fish feel like newly caught fish to Zhang Yang.

When the bobber reached the water layer ten centimeters from the bottom, there were often one to two-dot down bite actions, a slight slack would result in double hooks, and in less than 15 minutes, Zhang Yang had caught more than ten half-sized carp.

As the cannon continued to pound, the nest became thicker, and the rate of catching was visibly increasing.

Seeing Zhang Yang gradually getting into form with another bout of furious casting, Qian Wenjun sitting at number four found it hard to sit still.

Before the competition, Zhang Yang had hinted at him through his words, which indeed had a deterrent effect on Qian Wenjun's plan to destroy the nest.

If not for Zhang Yang's 'words talk' to Qian Wenjun, he might have started causing trouble shortly after the competition started.

At this moment, Qian Wenjun's heart was very conflicted—on one hand, a ten-thousand-dollar bet and a public kowtow apology, and on the other, using a secret weapon could stop the opponent, but he would have to take certain risks.

What to choose? Qian Wenjun was momentarily indecisive.

This hesitation became unbalanced when Qian Wenjun saw Zhang Yang land three consecutive double hooks.

At this rate of catching fish, let alone an hour, in half an hour he might win group first, and if he hesitated any longer, the chance to win would be gone!

Thinking of this, Qian Wenjun gritted his teeth and took out a 30ml unlabelled small bottle from his pocket.

The plastic bottle contained a colorless, odorless white powder, and Qian Wenjun expertly unscrewed the cap and poured the entire bottle into the food box's cannon mix.

At that moment, suddenly, a hand like an iron clamp grabbed Qian Wenjun's right wrist heavily.

Qian Wenjun turned to look and locked eyes with Zhang Yang, their noses almost touching!

"Trying to play dirty? I'm watching you! Report! Referee, I want to report!!"

Zhang Yang didn't give Qian Wenjun any time to think or react; he shouted loudly right away.

Initially, in normal competitions, anglers are not allowed to interfere with other competitors.

Zhang Yang's behavior of leaving his spot and having physical contact with another team member, strictly speaking, was also a violation.

The referee who was monitoring the venue noticed his action and was already heading over, and unexpectedly Zhang Yang called the referee out loud.

Being grabbed by the wrist, Qian Wenjun's mind went blank instantly, and he panicked!

The drug intended to kill the fish bites had already mixed thoroughly into the cannon; just a few normal casts would affect a few meters' radius and stop the bites.

Now being grabbed by Zhang Yang, if the other party insisted, everything would be over.

The Chinese Fishing Association has very strict penalties for such national competition interference tactics like poisoning nests, and once verified, they will be severely punished, at the least with permanent disqualification of membership, and if the impact is severe, legal responsibility could also be pursued.

"What are you doing Zhang Yang? Crazy? Why are you grabbing my hand instead of competing?"

Qian Wenjun was bewildered for a second, quickly recovered, and struggled continuously, wanting to break free from Zhang Yang's hold.

Zhang Yang firmly held onto his wrist, grappling with Qian Wenjun, still smiling: "You know what you did! Wait patiently for the referee to come over, and I'll naturally let go!"

"You... you go too far! Intentionally interfering with my competition!"

Qian Wenjun retaliated, his face uncontrollably turning red.

"Say what you want, if I'm wrong, I'll definitely apologize to you! But before that, you can't move!" Zhang Yang was unwavering.

"What are you doing? Fellow angler at position five, let go!"

Within ten seconds of their entanglement, the nearest referee had already walked over.

Zhang Yang glanced at the referee, and realizing it wasn't Chen Guangzu coming over, released the opponent's wrist in front of the referee.

The next second, Zhang Yang said: "Report to the referee, the angler at position four next to me, upon seeing my consecutive casts, took out a white powder from his pocket and sprinkled it into the bait, and I caught him red-handed!

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